I almost went to Bethel in the middle 70's when they put out a call for construction workers. My wife and I filled out the papers and got the signatures of some Elders. I chickened out at the last minute- something just didn't feel right about that gig. I could have spent 30 years there and now be looking at the street- no pension, no home ,no nuthin'.
I just realized that the poor sap who did go through with his application and took my place is now the loser ouch!
peace,
Moshe